But let me tell you--my own Transformer 2 experience rocked!
I showed up for work at 8:45 a.m. today. I had to drive through scenic Newark because my usual road leading to the building was blocked off with every emergency vehicle imaginable.
Ends up there was another underground transformer fire--about the same distance away from our building as as a little over a month ago, but in the opposite direction this time.
Yikes man. Yikes. I am NEVER walking over those transformer grates again. Or if I do, I'm going to at least carry some hotdogs in my pocket so I can at least have lunch.
Luckily, this time no one was hurt.
The best part about today? At 8:55 a.m. the power went out in our building!! They let us go home after making us stay for 2 hours.
Man, it was like Lord of the Flies there for a while. Chatty Cathy was getting a little crazy because the A/C was obviously not working and she was hot flashing. Others were freaking out because they couldn't get there morning coffee. Another group was miffed they had to climb five or six flights of stairs to get to work.
Granted the stairwells were dark (somehow has to be a fire code violation) and many of the hens when we left at 11:00 a.m. went down in groups with flashlights.
I chose to go it alone. I always take the stairs and I can tell you exactly how many steps are on each landing--10, except for the first flight going up, there's 13. I merely counted the steps down on my way out.
I'm sure I probably pissed someone off doing this. But what if I was blind? Do you prevent blind people from going down stairs? That seems discriminatory in some way.
But I got to have a fun day at home with the boys!
Check out those two teeth!
I kind of hate these spontaneous days off though. I know there's a ton of things I could be doing that I never can do on weekends--but I can never remember what they are on days like this!
I did get one thing finished though.
That's right. I frogged Shitty Empire.
Now I've got a big ball of yarn that's starting to pill even worse and is full of knots. Seriously, what a waste. It's too nice a yarn to throw out--but I'm very tempted. Maybe I'll ply it with something and make a barfy "art" yarn or something.
Here's another highlight to my day though--look what Beth sent me in the mail from a recent thrift store venture:
A Yarn Forward magazine, an old Spinnerin, and a Crafty Mama Baby/Toddler book. Very cool! Thank you Beth for the cherry on top of my great day!
Here's the part that cracked me the hell up--
I'm flipping through the Yarn Forward Magazine, and come to the Book Review section.
What should greet me?
They reviewed Custom Knits. Not a big deal, but what are the chances the interior shot of the book would be of